On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

Chapter 32 Zhang Tie?

The three immediately turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came, but could only see a fog; nothing else could be seen.

"Playing tricks!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and his whisk flew backward, heading straight for the source of the sound.

However, there was nothing there at all. The old man even swept through the surrounding fog but still couldn't find anyone.

"Fellow Daoists, you'd better just wait here quietly. It will be over soon. Don't move around and force me to take action."

The sound rang out again, hovering around, sometimes near, sometimes far.

To the three men, this appearance seemed strange and terrifying, but Zhao Fan could see it clearly.

He could see the trajectories of strange air currents moving around the three of them.

Compared to the fear of the three people, Zhao Fan even felt like laughing.

However, Zhao Fan could hear a hint of familiarity in that voice, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard it.

However, he dared not move rashly, and even withdrew all his divine sense and spiritual power into his body, simply watching quietly.

The three people by the pool dared not linger. They exchanged a glance and then ran wildly down the mountain.

They didn't care who was behind the voice or what was inside; they just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

"I told you, don't move!"

That elegant voice was clearly angered by the three of them.

As the sound rang out, the surrounding mist began to churn wildly, instantly transforming into chains that chased after the three of them.

The chains were well hidden in the mist, and the woman surnamed Lin, whose cultivation level was the lowest, was bound tightly by them before she could even react.

Upon seeing this, the scholar standing nearby immediately fanned himself with his folding fan, his spiritual energy transforming into a gust of wind that dispersed the surrounding mist and rescued the woman surnamed Lin.

Before the three could relax, chains wrapped in mist approached again.

This time, a great many chains came; more than ten flew out in the blink of an eye, and even more chains flew towards the three of them.

Seeing this, the old man immediately made a hand seal, and the whisk in his hand released fine threads that blocked most of the chains.

However, a few chains were still coiling towards the group.

The scholar unleashed several more gusts of wind, shattering the remaining chains.

The woman surnamed Lin, on the other hand, had an additional array plate in her hand.

As she made a hand seal, the fiery red light on the array plate intensified, and several array flags flew out, swirling around the three of them and instantly pushing back the surrounding mist.

With their combined strength, the three of them charged down the mountain.

"You dare fight back!"

The voice, hidden in the fog, grew increasingly cold.

The next moment, Zhao Fan saw one of the figures enveloped in the airflow rushing towards the three of them.

The figure moved with incredible speed through the fog, covering a distance of over ten feet in the blink of an eye, quickly passing between the three people.

"what!"

The screams of the woman surnamed Lin followed immediately.

Because of the fog, Zhao Fan couldn't see what was happening, but he could barely guess from the airflow and screams that the woman surnamed Lin must have been injured.

"Damn it!"

The scholar shouted angrily and took out a small red umbrella from his storage bag.

With the scholar's control, the small umbrella gradually unfolded, and a red glow appeared, enveloping the three of them.

Upon seeing the woman surnamed Lin with a severed arm, he immediately stepped forward, helped her reattach the severed limb, and fed her a first-grade high-quality Qi-restoring pill.

Under the influence of the medicine, the wound healed quickly. Although it could not be fully restored, the impact was minimized.

"Fellow Daoist, why bother? Although your techniques are profound, it may not be so easy for you to subdue us."

"Why don't we part ways here? We won't interfere with your business, and you shouldn't persist in this matter. Is that alright?"

While the scholar was helping the woman surnamed Lin heal her wounds, the old man looked around warily and spoke to the person in the mist.

"If you two release that woman, I will not force you to stay. Is that acceptable?"

The sound came again from the fog, still elusive and uncertain.

Upon hearing this, the woman surnamed Lin was greatly alarmed and immediately spoke up.

"Don't trust him, you two. If the three of us work together, we might be able to break through. But if we split up and he defeats us one by one, that will only lead to our deaths."

The old man nodded gently and spoke softly.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, rest assured, how could such despicable words possibly divide us? Fellow Daoist Feng and I will certainly not abandon Fellow Daoist Lin."

The scholar beside him nodded in agreement and began to rebuke him angrily.

"Those villains are truly vicious; they actually intend to divide us and defeat us one by one!"

In the mist, the man seemed to have run out of patience.

"In that case, the three of you shall die together!"

Then, two figures appeared in the fog and moved at the same time.

"Watch out, something's coming!"

This time, the old man finally sensed the movement in the fog and immediately waved his hand, sending out a large number of silk threads from his whisk to protect the three of them.

The woman surnamed Lin, still feeling that the two layers of protection were not enough, took out a small black bell, made a hand seal, enlarged the bell, and enveloped the three people above their heads.

The first figure rushed out in the blink of an eye, tearing apart a large number of threads. Finally, it crashed into the red barrier, and its body immediately disintegrated, turning into white mist and merging back into the surroundings.

The powerful impact caused cracks to appear on the red barrier.

Very quickly, a second figure rushed out, instantly tearing through the silk threads of the whisk and the cracked red barrier.

Finally, it crashed hard into the small bell.

"Clang!"

A loud crash rang out, and the small bell swayed precariously.

If it weren't for the woman surnamed Lin's full effort to control the situation, she would probably have been thrown away.

"Where did you get this magical artifact?!"

In the fog, the man seemed to recognize the bell, and his tone instantly turned vicious.

"Have you seen that kid? Tell me, where is he!"

The sound from the fog reached Zhao Fan's ears, causing him to pause noticeably.

I was watching a play, and before I knew it, I was seeing myself on top of it.

However, these words also made Zhao Fan instantly realize where that sense of familiarity he had heard before came from.

The person in the fog was none other than Zhang Tie!

In just one month, Zhao Fan was surprised to find that Zhang Tie had become so formidable, single-handedly suppressing three late-stage Qi Refining cultivators!

It seems that Zhang Tie must have obtained something good from that Nascent Soul cave.

However, the vicious killing intent in his tone made Zhao Fan's scalp tingle.

Zhang Tie's intention was clearly to avenge his good brother.

In this way, it seems that four out of the five people here have a grudge against him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan felt extremely regretful. He had long suspected that coming here might be dangerous, but he hadn't expected it to be this dangerous.